josselyn marroquin

A Lovers Miss, And Death Wins... - Poem by josselyn marroquin

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The girl is quiet, She dont understand, Why she is here on this strange land.She loves music and dark places, She dont reconize their fake faces.She has fresh blood on her scar-ed arms, It dont stop, She is alarmed.The people talk loudly while her music plays, She thinks her mind is a maze.She is afraid and aloneas she thinks of her home. She watches the people and she waits for the right time, She hears a voice saying 'now is the time' but She hears her heart say 'wait awhile, ' She can feel her lover embrace her softly, Saying I Love You so sweet and nicely, He kisses her then leaves her wanting.She feels his heart and his breath on her neck.She wishes and hopes it dont end.He continuses to say I Love You as the blood drips down her handonto the floor of this strange land.She kisses him, his soft, sweet lips. She hugs him as her mind becomes an abyss. She starts to cry as the blood dont stop. She tries to say something, she tried to talk, she grips his hand, so tight, she closes her eyes, and she dies.